Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting raised his hand, and the servant left the room with his head down.

Donggong Ziche didn't seem to see anyone, picked up the spoon and slowly stirred the porridge bowl, and sent a mouthful of porridge to his mouth.

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes, it was really good treatment, entering his territory, he had a room to entertain, a bed to sleep in, servants to wait on, and food to eat.

Ximen Longting walked to the bed, grabbed the small table and lifted it, porridge and vegetables spilled all over the bed and the carpet.

Jing Jiaren grabbed his arm: "Ximen Longting."

"I know what I'm doing!"

Not killing Donggong Ziche doesn't mean not torturing him.

Ximen Longting grabbed Donggong Ziche by the collar, and said coldly: "Only him, is he qualified to live in such a room? He should live in a kennel!"

"He was injured, bitten by a dog." Jing Jiaren sighed, "Your son did it."

Ximen Longting was quite surprised, raised his eyebrows in a rare way, and praised: "It's my seed!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"What is the password, say it, and you will suffer less."

Donggong Ziche's face was pale, his wound was strangled by Ximen Longting, and the white bandages on his arms and chest were immediately soaked in blood: "Password? Let me think..."

He had a strange smile on his face, "I seem to have forgotten something all of a sudden."

Ximen Longting punched him: "Need me to help you recover your memory?"

Dong Gongzi was held tightly, unable to avoid it at all, but smiled even more strangely after being punched hard: "I had a vague impression just now, but now I don't remember it at all."

Ximen Longting wanted to beat him up again, but Jing Jiaren grabbed his clothes.

Ximen Longting endured it, and threw Dong Gongziche back on the bed.It could be seen that Dong Gongzi was completely injured.

"Donggong Ziche, as long as you let Master Donggong go, I promise to let you go back."

Dong Gongzi turned her head and looked at her: "I really want to let him go, and that's exactly what I mean."

"Is it?"

"However, without my own order, I'm afraid no one will obey the order. After all, this is not a trivial matter." Donggong Ziche's expression is always so casual, "I think it's better to let me go first."

"You would let Master Donggong go so kindly? Then why did you attack him in every possible way?"

Donggong Ziche agreed too easily, which is unconvincing.

"What I want is the underground kingdom, not his life."

Jing Jiaren looked at him questioningly, and quickly said, "As long as you let Master Donggong go, I'll send you back at any time."

Dong Gongziche said with a soft smile: "If I dare to come, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to leave. Don't negotiate with me. The way you treat guests makes me feel very disrespected."

"..."

"Besides, I'm also surprised that you guys didn't keep their promises so much." Dong Gongzi's tone was full of arrogance and frivolity.

Ximen Longting wanted to raise his fist again, but Jing Jiaren hugged his arm: "Ximen Longting, don't do this!"

Dong Gongzi looked at his watch, without saying a word, with a strange expression on his face.

Jing Jiaren felt uneasy in her heart, it was unscientific for someone as calculating as Dong Gongziche to be caught so easily.

"Donggong Ziche, I won't hurt you. I'm sincerely negotiating terms with you. Or, it can be considered as my request... For the sake of master Donggong who has nurtured you, give him a way to survive?"

"Jing Jiaren, I allow you to beg?" Damn, why does this woman have to be so submissive to Dong Gongzi?